Intro (also Chorus Riff):
  C      G          Am      F   G
|-----------------|-----------------|
|-----------------|-----------------|
|-5-5-5-5---------|-----------------|
|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-7-7-7-7-3-3-5-5-|
|-3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-|-7-7-7-7-3-3-5-5-|
|---------3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-1-1-3-3-|





 C                   G            Am   F  G
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast and she said,


Am              G            Am    F  G
 "Do you come from a land down under?
 Where women glow and men plunder?
 Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
 You better run, you better take cover."

 C                   G            Am   F  G
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,


Am              G            Am    F  G
 "I come from a land down under
 Where beer does flow and men chunder
 Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
 You better run, you better take cover."


Solo 
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
B|------------------------------------------------------------3--5-----------| 
G|--5-5--4-4-4--5-4-2--------5-5-4H5P4--2--------5-5--4-4-4------------------| 
D|-----------------------------------------2---------------------------------| 
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 

e|-8(10)--7(9)--5(7)--5(7)----8-7-5------------------------------------------| 
B|-----------------------------------8----5----------------------------------| 
G|-------------------------------------7-------------------------------------| 
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 



 C                   G            Am   F  G
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,


  Am              G            Am    F  G
 "Oh! Do you come from a land down under?
 Where women glow and men plunder?
 Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
 You better run, you better take cover."